Spite Lights Out
Brave to claim I've lost my way
Shamed
I lay and plot the pain
I brought the gun to show and tell
Thinking ends
The answer is violence
All eyes on the holy one
Preaching the word of his bastard son
Yeah
I brought the gun
Now it's show and f..cking tell
Kicked down the wall
Between past and present Hells
Loaded
I admire your attempt to tame my temperament
Bend
On trial made to stand
And test
Abandoned regret
One round to determine your denouement
Bear the cost of neglect for sentiment
Parade the flag of blinding ignorance
Trading words for a wound in your chest
Brave enough to take a step
Accept the cost of your neglect
Left to bleed for your temptation
Hope the message served its purpose
Bludgeoned upon a hill of guilt
Resurrecting resentment that builds
Embarrassment becomes malevolence
Thinking ends
The answer is violence
Resurrected resentment
Kept alive by malevolence
Left to bleed for your temptation
I hope the message has served its purpose
All eyes on the holy one
Preaching the word of his bastard son
You're brave to claim I've lost my way
Shamed
I lay and plot the pain
